Says the new year. "There's nothing I can tell you. You look good when you wear it well." My dinner tonight is christmas candy. Peppermint bark and pez from a santa pez dispenser. My new New Years tradition: No underwear. And so I'm going to show you a picture of Maya Deren sleeping because she is beautiful.


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This opium incent burns slow. These rice krispies talk loud. You leave very little trace of yourself but I know it all. An empty glass, a fighter jet ( Read more... )

Twisting large splinters into the holes of my ears saved my life today.

I regularly burn my tounge on tea now since Jack Frost started raping innocent people. I remember being young and drinking cold water after burning my tounge. The surface of my toung cracked like the moist chewy version of the dry desert floor. There are many things I can't get off my mind; money, school, and the stranger that kept invading my ( Read more... )

A poisoned doorbell rings hum huuuum
and a dredded headed lady climbs the stairs.
Boys secretly grind wheels to hallow floors
while Father McKenzie writes the words to a silent sermon.

When you pick your nose, you are performing surgery on yourself.

This morning a man with several bags of long gangly bread biked passed me on south 4th avenue. It was so cool. I wasn't hungry though because I had a dog food sized bowl full of Paul Newman cereal. It was so delicious. I've been thinking about myself lately in the least intraspective way possible, and I've come to the conclusion that I'd prefer ( Read more... )

So last night I carved pumpkins.

Here I am all up in that pumpkin.

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I had my ears pierced last night.